Chapter 1144

Chapter 1144 Below the stage, Odell held Flint and fixed his eyes on Sylvia.

Beside him, Isabel stared at Sylvia, who was still painting, with a straight face. She could not help but mutter worriedly, “Is

Mommy having some sort of difficulty ?” Liam looked at Sylvia and replied, “No, | believe in her.”

His childish voice was extraordinarily firm. Isabel's eyes flickered, and she immediately changed her tone. “I believe in Mommy

too.

The corners of Odell‘s mouth curled up silently as he continued to look at Sylvia paint seriously.

At that moment, Christopher walked up behind Sylvia.

However, for some reason, he was stunned the moment he saw her painting.

His whole person froze completely as if he had gotten a huge shock.

Seeing his reaction, the people who did not think highly of Sylvia and were waiting for her to make a joke of herself laughed one

after another.

If Christopher acted like that, how good could her painting be?

Many of those who were worried that Sylvia would be able to draw well were relieved and sat up straight, waiting for the moment

when she would make a fool of herself.

Haytham, who had been backstage, came to the front stage after seeing Christopher and the audience‘s reaction.

Backstage, he could only see the images that the camera showed him, and since he had not given Sylvia any shots, he did not

see her painting. He went straight to the audience and sat with some students, waiting for Sylvia to stop her brush and for her

drawing to be projected on the big screen. He could not wait to laugh at her with the others.

At that point, Sylvia was still immersed in her painting. She was in the important stage of adding the finishing touches and did not

even notice everyone looking at her. She did not realize that Christopher was standing behind her either.

Her paint —stained hand held the brush, still scribbling.

After a few minutes, the last stroke was completed, and she let out an exhale. Then, she signed the name Sunflower on the

lower right corner of the canvas.

Only after she did that did she look up and see everyone staring at her.

She froze and looked back at Christopher. “President

Dendro?”

‘When did he appear?’

Christopher was staring at her painting and seemed to be in a daze, not hearing her words.

Sylvia called him again, “President Dendro?”

He continued to space out.

She raised her voice. “President?”

Only then did Christopher snap back to her senses. He smiled at her and asked, “Sylvia, are you finished painting?”

She smiled back at him. “Yes.”

“Good.” He took a deep breath, held back his excitement, and picked up the microphone, saying to everyone in the venue, “All

five of our judges have finished their paintings. Now, I'd like to ask our staff to display their finished works on the big screen so

that everyone can appreciate them one by one.”

After saying that, he stepped back to the side.

Sylvia stood up.

Simon, Lily, and the two other artists also got up and retreated to the side of their respective paintings so that the camera could

capture the complete picture.

The camera went from left to right, starting with Simon's

painting, and was displayed on the large screen for three minutes.

The audience and contestants under the stage looked over it carefully:

Although they had all followed the footage several times, they still let out cheers when Lily‘s landscape ink painting was

broadcast. Some students even shouted,” Ms. Springsteen, you're forever our goddess!” Lily maintained a demure smile, but her

chin raised slightly.

After several minutes, the camera panned to the old artists‘ paintings on her right. The students cheered twice and then stopped.

It was completely different from the enthusiasm they had for Lily.

The artists pursed their lips and did not say anything.